Having revisited this, it's grown off me rather dramatically. My main problem with it is the production; far too clean and sterile to affect once the apocalyptic mental picture wears thin. The percussion becomes incredibly intrusive, and the frequency clashing that comes with each thud simply highlights how artificial the whole thing sounds. Kerridge's vocals eventually become laughably cliche 'scary' too, so in the end you can't really take them or that album for that matter seriously. Potsy was right, this album sucks. Oh well, was fun while it lasted I guess.
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